War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 223 Is the dog day's little devil owed a fight?

"Let's see if there are any omissions." On the devil steamboat that was about to be sifted into a sieve, Captain Zheng stepped on the side of the boat and greeted.

"It's gone, everything that can be moved has been moved, and the rest are iron guys who are not in a hurry."

Zhou Houpu, with a few belts and a pair of devil military boots hanging around his neck, responded quickly, and at the same time hurriedly handed the two steel helmets filled with blood-stained grenades to Wei Ran on the Paizi boat.

"Is the oil pumping?" Captain Zheng continued to ask.

"Smoked two barrels," responded a man with two 200-liter diesel barrels tied to both sides of the boat.

"Old Hammer, chisel the boat!"

"Look at it!"

Uncle Hammer pulled out a wrench from his waist and responded, beckoning the two old brothers who came with each a bundle of firewood to get into the cabin.

The three old brothers did not expend much effort at all, so they unscrewed an oil outlet pipe familiarly, and when the two bundles of firewood prepared in advance were drenched with oil, everyone immediately ran away from a distance and looked at the old man. Uncle Hammer threw the lit torch into the cabin.

"Boom!" The little devil's two steamboats steamed up raging fire one after another, billowing black smoke.

"Go! Go home!"

Following Captain Zheng's yell, the fully loaded platoon boats scatter into the dense reed marshes on both sides of the channel.

Sitting at the stern, Wei Ran pressed the shutter again on the two steamboats that were tilting and sinking due to the explosion of the oil tank. Before he could put down the camera, his vision was blocked by the dense reeds.

"This harvest is not small"

On the nearly overloaded platoon boat, Uncle Hammer threw the towel in the water, wrung out the water, and carefully wiped the remaining blood on the seized heavy machine guns, "When these weapons are sent to the front line, will they be able to fight again?" There are fewer devils."

"Send to the front line?" Wei Ran was stunned, "Aren't you going to stay?"

"How can the devils on our side deserve to use this? A big lift is enough."

Uncle Hammer put down the blood-stained towel, "Besides, this devil's machine gun is too expensive to use, and we can't afford it at all. The distance is only about a hundred or ten meters, and it can hit a large area with a single shot, but a little It's no worse than this machine gun."

"We can't use this devil's machine gun, but it would be great if I could share one of those [-] big guns."

Zhou Houpu, who was in charge of punting, expressed his dream with hope, "When you meet the devil's steamboat, first use the big lifter to hit them for a while, and then use the big gun to shoot the rest, just like the song As the song sings, we are all sharpshooters, every bullet kills an enemy!"

"You dreamed it up, why are you still singing it?"

Uncle Hammer took out his cigarette pouch and lit it up, and said with a smile, "Return the [-] big caps? It would be great if you got a handful of Jizhong Zao, and the [-] big caps are all for you like old Uncle He." Used by sharpshooters."

"If I practice more, I can also be a sharpshooter!" Zhou Hopu said in a low voice with his neck stuck.

Hearing this, Uncle Hammer didn't speak, just squinted his eyes, sat on the bow of the boat and clicked on the pipe and pot, no one knew what he was thinking.

In the drifting smoke, the reeds gradually fell into silence, only the rustling sound caused by friction when the bow of the ship pushed the reeds away.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that the dozens of row boats that were covered by the reeds returned to the village one after another around the long road.

In the courtyard of Han Shoutian's house, a gas lamp seized not long ago showed the details of the courtyard, spread on the reed mat in the middle of the courtyard, there were twenty or thirty rifles of various types, two heavy machine gun.

In addition to these most important weapons, there are boxes of ammunition, piles of devil helmets, lunch boxes, pairs of devil military boots, fake military shoes, and even belts, military uniforms, leggings, or a few pistols and even some devils produced biscuits , Cans And Sake.

As for the captive devil, he was taken to Uncle Zhou's house next door to be watched by a special person, and by the way, he would try to ask if he could find out anything.In the breezy courtyard, everyone was already chatting around the booty on the mat.

"This time we have gained a lot"

Uncle Zhou picked up a cracked steel helmet and looked at it, "This helmet is cracked, come on, I took it away, just because the house lacks a dung ladle, so it is suitable to tie a bamboo pole on it."

"The harvest is more than that"

Uncle Hammer picked up a binoculars and looked up into the sky, "On the channel leading to Zhao Beikou, there are still two devils' steamboats, and there are many good things like the cast iron stoves of the two devils on it. Wait until autumn When the water is shallow, let’s organize people to transport it together, there is a lot of good steel on the steamer, and it will not be a problem to make more than a dozen big lifting poles at least.”

"Let's talk about autumn in autumn. Those two devil ships were destroyed, but this is just the beginning."

Captain Zheng bent down and picked up a pack of devil cigarettes, opened it and lit one, and handed the pack of cigarettes to the people around him, "Captain Zhao, have all the villages been notified?"

"All villages and villages have been notified"

Captain Zhao took the cigarette and took out one, and continued to pass the cigarette case on, saying at the same time, "Everyone is prepared for this devil's raid, and the wheat that has just been harvested is also hidden, and all that should be transferred are also transferred. .”

Captain Zheng nodded, and then looked at Uncle Zhou who was thinking about how to change the helmet into a dung ladle, "Uncle Zhou, you, Sanhai, Shoutian, and Wei Ran have been exposed this time, and it's not safe to stay in our village anymore , I am going to let you follow the boat, send those two heavy machine guns to Commander Lu, and hide there for a while by the way, what do you think?"

"I dont go"

Before Uncle Zhou opened his mouth, Han Shoutian was not happy at first, "Captain Zheng, my injury will heal within half a month at most, and I can hide in any reed marsh at random, and don't even think about those little devils and traitors." Find me. So I will not go, I will stay and fight devils."

"You are the only one who can beat devils?"

Uncle Zhou put the dung ladle he liked on Han Shoutian's head, and then hit it hard with the cigarette bag and pot he was holding in his hand, "You think we went to Commander Lu's place to enjoy the blessings?" ?”

After restraining this uneasy apprentice in twos and twos, Uncle Zhou said, "Captain Zheng, let the boy Shoutian and Sanhai escort the boat to report to Commander Lu. Team Ling, whoever has a headache, doesn’t even have a doctor.”

"Master, you are a bit dishonest." Han Shoutian complained dissatisfiedly taking off the dung ladle on top of his head.

"Adults talk, children don't interrupt!" Uncle Zhou couldn't help but press the cracked helmet on Han Shoutian's head again.

"Stop arguing, you two"

Captain Zhao pressed his hands, "Just do what Uncle Zhou said, Shou Tian, ​​and come back when you recover from your injuries over there. At that time, I will make the decision for you. After you come back, I will let you join the Yan Ling team and go with you." Hit the devil!"

"You can't lie to me!" Han Shoutian said in surprise.

"Why am I lying to you?"

Captain Zhao and Captain Zheng looked at each other, and then said to Hopu, "Hopu, I also have a new task for you."

"Captain Zhao, tell me." Zhou Hopu, who was squatting on the edge of the mat and looking at a [-]-big cover, quickly stood up.

"Houpu, you have to take over from your father." Captain Zhao's words immediately turned the expectation on Zhou Houpu's face into consternation.

"I'll take my dad's class?" Zhou Hopu glanced at the two big poles leaning on the courtyard wall, "Ke Ke."

"Compared to fighting the devils on the lake, it is more important to know when the devils came out, where they went, when they came back, and which waterway they took."

Captain Zhao continued, "Before I didn't let you go to the county town to show up, I was also preparing for this day. You should think about it."

Zhou Hopu gritted his teeth, looked at the big lifting pole again, took a deep breath and said, "Obey the arrangement of the organization!"

"That's right!"

Uncle Zhou, who had been silent all this time, nodded in satisfaction, reached out from his pocket and took out the paddle that Wei Ran had given him before, and handed it over, "From now on, I will leave this business to you."

Zhou Hopu took the pistol, "Will I still have a chance to fight devils after that?"

Wei Ran, who had been silent all this time, patted the other person on the shoulder, "Brother Hopu, you are still hunting devils when you spy on information in the county."

"Wei Ran is right, we are all fighting devils!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw that Instructor Wei strode into the courtyard, and said beamingly, "I have good news for everyone. The devil who was captured this time is a team leader named Kasaburo Ishino. Besides, there is another Important news, the devil's mopping up time has been set, just five days later."

"Then we have to make preparations earlier." Captain Zheng and Captain Zhao frowned. Five days is not a long time, and there are still many farmers in various villages who have not finished confiscating their wheat.

"Don't worry." Instructor Wei waved his hand, "We can still find a way to delay this time."

"How to delay?" Captain Zhao was the first to ask.

Instructor Wei turned his head to look at the luzi Zhou Hopu was holding in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Take your father's class?"

Zhou Houpu nodded with a bitter face. Although he agreed, he was still focused on beating devils.

"Since I have taken over, I happen to have a task for your scouting team."

Before Instructor Wei finished speaking, he handed a note to Captain Zhao, "Write this as a leaflet and post it in the county town. Remember to find the place where devils post leaflets and paste them next to each other. Let's scare that old boy Kamemoto."

Captain Zhao opened the note, and Zhou Hopu subconsciously leaned over it, only to see that it said "The steamboats sent by Kamemoto have been received in full, and the team leader Kasaburo Ishino has been captured alive. Yan Ling team"

"It's a good idea"

Captain Zhao immediately understood Instructor Wei's plan. Once the flyer was posted, the devil's raid would be known and prepared.At that time, the mopping up will naturally be meaningless.

"It's not too late, we're leaving now." Captain Zhao put away the note and said.

Instructor Wei nodded, "Be careful on the road."

"It's been more than a few hundred times, don't worry!" Zhou Hopu took out the horn funnel from his pocket and gave it back to Han Shoutian while speaking, "Shoutian, it seems that I won't have much chance to engrave this orthographic character. I'll leave the rest to you."

Han Shoutian took the horned funnel and put it in his arms, "Brother Hopu, don't worry, when I recover from my injury, I will definitely engrave the funnel with orthographic characters."

Zhou Hopu patted Han Shoutian on the shoulder, not knowing what to say for a while, turned around and followed Captain Zhao, ready to go out.

"wait first"

Wei Ran came out of the wing room, holding an enamel plate full of chocolates in his hand, "We have harvested a lot today, we all eat a piece of candy to celebrate."

"Where did you come from?" Han Shoutian asked in surprise, "I remember that the ones you asked me to bring back were distributed to everyone."

"I just took it back on the devil's ship"

Wei Ran casually found an excuse, and couldn't help but share a piece with everyone present, then picked up the camera that had been replaced with film around his neck and asked, "Big guy, how about we take a group photo?" I saw Commander Lu, and let him see our results!"

"That's a good idea!"

"Wei Ran, I remember that you played with the camera a lot in the afternoon, did you also take pictures of us beating the devil steamboat?" asked the stocky man who caught the captive first.

"That must be photographed! Let Commander Lu take a look at that time!"

Wei Ran's answer immediately brought simple smiles to everyone's faces, allowing the former to direct the bench to be placed on the edge of the mat filled with trophies, or to sit or stand in a good posture, and then hang it on the toon tree He took down his kerosene lamp and placed it on the table behind him to adjust the angle.

Gently moving the camera, the trophies full of seats, as well as the Yanling team members, Uncle Zhou and others behind the trophies were all included in the viewfinder frame.

"Folks, ask a question!" Holding the camera, Wei Ran put his hand on the shutter, and asked loudly, "Does the little devil owe you a shot?"

"Oops!" Following the long-pitched response from the crowd, Wei Ran also pressed the shutter, freezing everyone's smiling faces on the silver salt film.

(End of this chapter)